"Sh*t! This isn't my car!"
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I was just queueing at Morrisons petrol station in town, waiting for the car in front of me to move from the pump so that I could get filling.
Car in front was a red P-reg Nissan Primera.
A bloke comes bumbling out of the petrol station, walks over to the car, opens the door and sits down in the driver's seat, then puts on his seatbelt.
I go into first gear in anticipation, but the car in front doesn't start up and doesn't move.
After 10 seconds or so, the bloke undoes his seatbelt, gets out, has a good look round with a look of sheer embarrassment on his face, walks to the next pump over and climbs into his red 52-reg Nissan Primera, just as the owner of the one in front of me walks out of the petrol station and gets in his car.
Classic.
I've heard stories of it, this is the first time I've ever witnessed it with my own eyes.
Weird thing is, the two Primeras looked totally different as the 52-reg is a later generation.
The thought occurred after that it's possible the guy had deliberately got in the wrong car to steal some stuff, but I dismissed that as pretty unlikely.
Soon made me realise why I always lock my car when I go in to pay though.
Car in front was a red P-reg Nissan Primera.
A bloke comes bumbling out of the petrol station, walks over to the car, opens the door and sits down in the driver's seat, then puts on his seatbelt.
I go into first gear in anticipation, but the car in front doesn't start up and doesn't move.
After 10 seconds or so, the bloke undoes his seatbelt, gets out, has a good look round with a look of sheer embarrassment on his face, walks to the next pump over and climbs into his red 52-reg Nissan Primera, just as the owner of the one in front of me walks out of the petrol station and gets in his car.
Classic.
I've heard stories of it, this is the first time I've ever witnessed it with my own eyes.
Weird thing is, the two Primeras looked totally different as the 52-reg is a later generation.
The thought occurred after that it's possible the guy had deliberately got in the wrong car to steal some stuff, but I dismissed that as pretty unlikely.
Soon made me realise why I always lock my car when I go in to pay though.
thinfourth2 said:
I turned up at home in the wrong van
Using my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
My housemate managed to do something similar. She unlocked 'her' silver Peugeot 206 with the key in the door, and it was only when it wouldn't start that she realised the car was full of stuff that wasn't hers... Ops.Using my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
thinfourth2 said:
I turned up at home in the wrong van
Using my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
Fords were the same. I had 2 Quantums (Mk2 Festa based) and a Mk2 XR2. 3 key sets were fairly interchangeable on locks, 2 would operate the ignition of them allUsing my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
On topic, I've stood next to what I thought was my car in a multi storey for a good few minutes wondering why it wasn't opening the doors. Silver CMAX generic b
ks
I've done it myself a few years ago
ME= evening on the beer otherhalf picking me up at 02:30
O/H= "I'll get you in the main carpark at the front of the club"
I stroll round and try getting in the passenger door of the wrong Blue Volvo Estate...feeling puzzled that the door isn't opening, then wondering who is beeping the horn across the carpark, I look across and see my car with O/H behind the wheel laughing at me
oh well
ME= evening on the beer otherhalf picking me up at 02:30
O/H= "I'll get you in the main carpark at the front of the club"
I stroll round and try getting in the passenger door of the wrong Blue Volvo Estate...feeling puzzled that the door isn't opening, then wondering who is beeping the horn across the carpark, I look across and see my car with O/H behind the wheel laughing at me
oh well
Once spent a good half an hour trying to find a hire car I had in Spain. It was a Peugeot 306, but of course this was a massive airport car park (I had dropped off relatives) full of 306 hire cars. I couldn't remember the number plate and conveniently it wasn't on the keyring. Back then, there was no remote central locking, so I had to go around trying all the doors god knows what people must have thought seeing me doing that. I eventually found my car, a full two levels higher than where I started my search 
ETA - My dad once got in the wrong silver Passat estate with the bloke driving it sat at the wheel!
god knows what people must have thought seeing me doing that. I eventually found my car, a full two levels higher than where I started my search ETA - My dad once got in the wrong silver Passat estate with the bloke driving it sat at the wheel!
andy-xr said:
thinfourth2 said:
I turned up at home in the wrong van
Using my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
Fords were the same. I had 2 Quantums (Mk2 Festa based) and a Mk2 XR2. 3 key sets were fairly interchangeable on locks, 2 would operate the ignition of them allUsing my keys
I love old Vauxhall security
When my grandad died a few years ago my mum and I would take her shopping in the silver Corsa that was my grandad's car. We would do our shopping and she would do her own and then take it to the car and wait for us. We once went out to find her in a panic trying to get into a silver Renault Clio. When we told her it was the wrong car her response was, "Well, it's silver." When my uncle briefly had a white Mazda 626 when he was waiting for a new company car she tried to get in a white Austin Maestro instead on a service station car park.
When I was about 6 me, my mum and my 3 year old sister all got into our morris minor to head home after a tesco shop...
Mum had key in the ignition and was about to head off when she noticed a couple of subtle differences and realised it wasn't her car!!
I had just about twigged as well and was just about to say something!
She had to get us two kids out plus all the shopping in the boot!
Mum had key in the ignition and was about to head off when she noticed a couple of subtle differences and realised it wasn't her car!!
I had just about twigged as well and was just about to say something!
She had to get us two kids out plus all the shopping in the boot!
In the early eighties, my Dad stopped to buy some tobacco from a shop leaving me in the car. ('Y' plate Cortina.)
When he came out I watched him unlock a car three down from where he'd left me, got in and drove away.
He realised about a mile down the road when he went to pick his pipe out of the ashtray and it wasn't there then it dawned on him that neither was I.
By the time he returned shortly afterwards I was in pieces not knowing what to do. He parked the car in the same place he left it but the other way round then made a sharp exit in his own car.
I often wondered if the owner of the other car noticed.
When he came out I watched him unlock a car three down from where he'd left me, got in and drove away.
He realised about a mile down the road when he went to pick his pipe out of the ashtray and it wasn't there then it dawned on him that neither was I.
By the time he returned shortly afterwards I was in pieces not knowing what to do. He parked the car in the same place he left it but the other way round then made a sharp exit in his own car.
I often wondered if the owner of the other car noticed.
Edited by Big Rod on Thursday 4th August 19:54
Morris Minor again - uncle of mine, many, many years ago, once drove the 50 miles or so from a holiday park on the east coast of Scotland to Glasgow in what he thought was his father-in-law's Moggy. Only the next day did it occur to him that father-in-law's car was not a split windscreen, and this one was...
He quietly ditched it in a village up the road. Next day, the police came round and said he'd been seen getting out of a stolen car found abandoned nearby. By this time, the correct car had been returned and was parked outside - uncle just pointed at it and said it must have been a case of mistaken identity, as he drove such a similar car...
Later, my dad had a lime green MkIV Cortina. People round the corner locked the keys inside their slightly differently green MkIV Cortina and asked if they could borrow his keys. Worked just fine!
He quietly ditched it in a village up the road. Next day, the police came round and said he'd been seen getting out of a stolen car found abandoned nearby. By this time, the correct car had been returned and was parked outside - uncle just pointed at it and said it must have been a case of mistaken identity, as he drove such a similar car...
Later, my dad had a lime green MkIV Cortina. People round the corner locked the keys inside their slightly differently green MkIV Cortina and asked if they could borrow his keys. Worked just fine!
Not me getting in the wrong car but I was waiting for the Mrs at the tube station a few years ago in my old, slightly bashed up Accord. Some guy came out the Minicab shop next to the station, jumped in my back door and said "let's go!".
Fortunately I realised his mistake as I was turning around getting ready to act very scary!
Fortunately I realised his mistake as I was turning around getting ready to act very scary!
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